She lay in the field tearing free from the trap
Ripping the flesh off its teeth
Heading to places unmarked on a map
Not even close to who she hoped she’d be
She smiles through the tears
Letting the innocence in
Escaping images made by peers
Trying to save what was left of her skin
Releasing the screams that nobody hears
Falling blindly for vague mysteries
The mysteries playing on fears
Likened to Lace on a used wedding gown
Where the broken gets lost in its feels
On the opposite side of a two headed coin
Though neither resembles the other
She got where she got by her own choice
Leaving the onlookers to wonder
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (4)
Heyo✨ Let's do a teamwork I like your stories and you gonna like mine 🫶🏻♥️
This is a poem that is really something that seems extravagant.to me for some reason I cannot think of at the moment.
Oh my, that is some powerful imagery. Well done, my friend..
🩷last two lines are great, Kellie! Whole poem rocks